Within the mirror lies a reflection,
Deep within that,
Reflects a unknown face.
No matter how many times you run from the mirror,
You always want to look back...
Moreover,
that reflection still lingers,
wanting,
waiting,
For you to join it.
As the mirror turns black,
Your reflections grows stronger with it,
Turning away the fright,
You might try to escape.
An unknow voice might call your name.
You might resist, even turn away.
Neverless, in the end your reflection will coax you to look back,
Moreover, you will gaze at the mirror,
Seeing the reflection staring back,
The unknown face,
Moreover, Together your reflection and you will become one..
